Walking with a purpose

Standing in the mirror not seeing all that you say you see. Insecure is now my new reality. It's the inner me that's trying to fight all the negative inside of me. I just wanted to see myself the way that He sees me. Fear soon began to creep in, and I became afraid to show the real pieces of myself.  The secret to muting the fear-filled silence when walking in His purpose for your life, is trusting that God is stronger than your doubt. He may not have created you to be like the rest of the world, but it’s only because He expected that you would be strong enough to find peace, not fear, in the silence. I’m tired of living up to the expectations of what people say. I want to remove the roadblocks that are keeping me from finding the beauty in my purpose. I’m tired of talking myself out of better. I woke up one day and decided that I was capable of accepting the beauty and image I was made in.  I had a friend recently tell me, "Cre you know you are so beauti...

Dear Lost Friend, I wish I could save you. I wish I could help you see this from the outside looking in. I don’t want to be your enemy. I just want to be your friend. I want to help you see that you deserve better than what you’re accepting from yourself. I love you too much to watch you settle here. I’ve seen you fight too hard to give in now. You’re too young, too smart, too incredible to let this beat you. I wish I could show you at the heart of your frustration is fear. You’re so much stronger than you appear. You spent your whole entire life avoiding becoming this person. When will you learn that fear has no place here? When will you allow yourself to tap into the person that He desires for you to be? I hear you saying "Life just isn't fair Cre" and I sympathize with you. I hear you. I too have felt wronged by this thing we call life. My struggle was different from yours, but I didn’t escape struggle altogether. And I know you want to believe that you have a ...

"Scared of the light more than the dark. Scared of beautiful."---Brandy I hated me. God will show us how to love an imperfect person perfectly, right? The only problem is you have to truly believe that, and I don’t think you can until you experience it.  I think unconditional self love is buried underneath our shame, pain, and fear. We carry those bags from one thing to the next never stopping to unpack and allow ourselves the opportunity to see ourselves the way He sees us. I have had one goal for the last 12 years, and that was to hide in the shadows. I wanted no one to know me. I wanted to let no one in because it lessened the chances of me being hurt. Well that is what I thought I was doing.  Truth is I was running from this cryptic phrase "you look like tar" about my self image, and I carried that bag with me everywhere. I hated what that phrase made me become. More weak than I could ever imagine, more wounded than I knew possible.  ...